Being stared at like this, the four standing children fell silent for an instant.
Panic instantly filled my chest, and panic overflowed my cheeks.
In panic, the woman next to them became their last source of support.
One by one, they immediately turned sideways and hid behind the woman.
Anger always makes people easily lose control. It is difficult for most people to do so, let alone they are only children.
Witnessing the person who killed my father with my own eyes, that kind of hatred...
Messenger Xu showed a sneer on his lips.
Are you afraid now? We have already arranged for them to shut up, so that no matter what they see, they must never speak.
But there are always a few people who turn a deaf ear to it.
In this situation, I am afraid that even if the gods come, they will not be able to save these people.
There was a sneer on the corner of Long Lin's mouth.
He lowered his head and looked at the white cloth.
At this moment, most of the white cloth has been dyed red by the Japanese emperor's blood.
But the edges and corners are still white.
One, two, three, four.
Beautiful, just right.
"King of Ghosts, bring out those four little ghosts."
The Ghost King's eyes immediately revealed a hint of surprise.
Imp?
Looking at the Japanese emperor's family, the Ghost King understood.
The four brats were not the same four people who were standing and shouting before.
The figure flashed, and the Ghost King rushed out instantly.
The next moment, a kid was lifted back by him in one hand.
His movements were so fast that the woman couldn't react in time, and with the strength of those women, it was impossible to protect him.
The two little devils were lifted directly and jumped out.
This feeling is like flying.
But the panic became stronger and stronger in an instant.
What is this going on? The two kid's minds immediately thought of it. The kid's cheeks were already twisted in fear, and his limbs were struggling hard, trying to break free from the ghost king's hands, but to no avail.
Out of fear, the two little guys were so frightened that they peed on the spot.
A pungent smell wafted up instantly, and it was so big that it wet half of the body.
The ghost king was a little disgusted and threw the two little ghosts on the ground.
Bang bang...
Yudie and Keke's expressions changed slightly.
They didn't expect that Long Lin would actually attack these children.
this......
Fu Di's eyes also changed directly.
He looked at Long Lin with strong dissatisfaction.
Is he really dating the wrong person? Is this still the Long Lin he knows? Why is he like a devil, not even sparing a child?
The Japanese Emperor has already been beheaded by him, what else is going to happen?
If he is wrong, is there any need for him to continue following?
Is it time for him to leave?
...
Long Lin directly raised the long knife in his hand.
The kid immediately shrank and started to dodge. His small figure kept climbing, obviously trying to get away from him.
"King of Ghosts, hold on."
brush......
The Ghost King once again grabbed the two little ghosts, one in each hand, and pressed them in front of the white cloth.
"Here, look at this corner."
"ah?"
The Ghost King was confused, but immediately understood Long Lin's intention.
I moved it with my back, one on each side, and it got stuck.
Wow wow wow...
The two little devils were so frightened that they burst into tears on the spot. Their cries were harsh and unpleasant.
Raise the long knife and brush...
The head of a little devil rolled away into the distance.
Blood spattered, turning the corner red immediately.
Long Lin smiled, feeling very satisfied.
This smile fell right into Fu Di's eyes.
His heart felt as if he had been stabbed, and he really wanted to step forward immediately, grab Long Lin's collar, and curse him loudly.
In my heart, the anger kept boiling...
When reading the same book of sages, even if Long Lin's reading is different, the people's hearts should be similar and basically the same.
But this Long Lin is really too cruel.
The person he wants to support is a true emperor who benefits the country and the people, not a cruel and ruthless devil who kills innocent people indiscriminately.
If such a person becomes the emperor...
Will he become a sinner through the ages? Will future generations lift his ancestral grave and stab his spine?
There is anger, loss, and even more disgust...
The reason why it didn't break out immediately may be because these are not Long Chao people.
It is also possible that he is still a little unwilling in his heart...
brush......
The knife fell again, and the other kid's head rolled out.
"There are two more brats."
When the ghost king heard this, he threw it out and rushed out immediately.
With a flash of figure, the two brats were lifted into hands.
This time, there was no need for Long Lin to arrange it, and he pressed it directly on the other two corners.
Brushing...
The white cloth on the ground has been completely dyed red.
The bloody white cloth was extremely dazzling to the eyes.
But Long Lin didn't feel this way in his heart. Instead, he felt very relieved and emotional.
There was total silence in the entire venue.
Although the women let go of the brats, after witnessing what had happened, not one of them struggled or spoke.
I suppressed my panic and my face was filled with tears.
That body kept trembling there.
The Japanese officials in the rear were all pale and lay there, not daring to raise their heads.
In the distance, there is an army of fifty thousand brought by Xiaobao.
The eyes they looked at here were full of pride. This feeling that made the enemy dare not speak out made their blood boil in their hearts.
...
The Ghost King threw the little ghost's body out of his hand.
He looked at Long Lin with complicated eyes.
But he didn't speak, he just watched Long Lin's reaction quietly.
That white cloth stained red with blood? Is there anything worth seeing?
"King of Ghosts, find a long pole and put this blood cloth on the roof of this hall."
After hearing this, the Ghost King was stunned again.
It feels like Long Lin is particularly unusual today.
He seemed completely unable to understand these behaviors. Is this Long Lin still the same person he had watched growing up?
Looking into the distance, he immediately saw a flag of the Japanese country.
He ducked out of the way, came closer, and pulled out the cloth on top.
Return to the original place, pick up the bloody white cloth, and hang it up.
He jumped up and jumped towards the roof.
The roof of this hall is not low. It would be difficult for ordinary people to go up, but for the Ghost King, there is no pressure.
Xiaobao saw it and blinked.
He came to Long Lin's side and spoke.
"Your Highness, why don't you plant the flag of the Dragon Dynasty on this roof?"
"Is there any?"
Long Lin turned his head and looked at Xiaobao.
Xiaobao's eyes subconsciously looked into the distance.
No?
But......
"Ah...no."
After hearing this, Long Lin smiled and nodded.
"But... Your Highness, this is just a piece of red cloth. It's too monotonous. Why don't you draw a dragon on it? That would be majestic and domineering, and..."
Xiaobao said, with a hint of fanaticism in his eyes.
It was as if the dragon flag was already blowing in the wind.
"Can you draw?"
"Uh... no."
Xiaobao replied and immediately took a few steps back, away from Long Lin.
In fact, he means well, why doesn't His Highness understand?
If the dragon flag is hung, maybe this place will become the land of the Dragon Dynasty, and the dragon flag is placed on the top of the Japanese Imperial Palace. How domineering is this?
Isn’t it better than that tattered red cloth?
When I looked at Long Lin again, I realized.
Long Lin's eyes were fixed on it, with complex expressions in his eyes.
This red cloth? Does it have any significance?
The ghost king's figure returned in a flash.
The flagpole had been forcefully inserted into the roof, and the entire blood-stained red cloth flag was fluttering in the wind.
Long Lin stared and wanted to laugh but couldn't.
Logically speaking, he should be happy at this moment.
